Regretflow Saga
Book 1

Chapter 1 : Transmigration Comes with a Hundred Pulls! Absolute Satisfaction!

"Tang Qingmo, you beast! You bullied Xiao Xi again! You're so vicious—why don't you just die!?"

…Huh?

Tang Qingmo opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

His body was lying on an icy floor, wracked with pain and completely drained of strength.

What happened?

Wasn't he just discussing the next phase of anti–mutant beast operations with the military?

Before he could process it, more insults slammed into his ears.

"Are you deaf, you cheap bastard!? How dare you ignore me!?"

A surge of killing intent jolted Tang Qingmo fully awake.

A strange young woman stood before him.

She had decent looks, but her face was twisted with rage—and she was swinging a murderous fist straight at him!

As someone who fought mutant beasts for a living, Tang Qingmo reacted instantly, lifting his leg and kicking her away.

"Ahhh!!"

Tang Qingmo frowned.

Why was his strength so weak?

With his usual kicking power, that blow should have shattered her ribs!

He raised his hand and saw arms thin as twigs, covered in bruises—clearly not his own body!

Had he… transmigrated!?

As the young head of a top-tier family, Tang Qingmo spent most of his life on the battlefield.

Still, several of his subordinates loved reading novels, and under their influence, he was no stranger to transmigration tropes.

"Ahhh! You damn dog actually dared to fight back! You even kicked me! How dare you!!"

The shrill screaming continued to assault his ears. Only then did Tang Qingmo clearly take in his surroundings.

Judging from the décor, this was a fairly luxurious villa.

Aside from the utterly unladylike woman, there were two people behind her—a man and a woman dressed as servants.

"Tang Qingmo, I'm going to kill you!!"

As if her dignity had been trampled, the woman exploded with fury, fists flying, killing intent surging.

She wants to kill me!?

Since he'd already transmigrated, even without knowing who she was, survival meant fighting back!

Though this body was skin and bones, relying on years of combat experience, Tang Qingmo forced himself up and kicked her in the stomach, sending her crashing to the floor.

Not giving her a moment to react, he pounced on her and raised his hand—

Smack—!

A loud slap echoed through the hall.

"Ahhh! The young master hit the young miss!!" the maid screamed.

Young master?

Young miss?

So the original owner of this body was related to this woman?

"Y-you actually…!" The woman stared at him in rage and disbelief.

Just moments ago, Tang Qingmo had been a useless trash who never talked back or fought back!

How did he suddenly change!?

"Tang Qingmo, you animal, I'll kill—!"

Smack—!

Another slap.

This time, Tang Qingmo's eyes were icy cold, looking at her as if she were already dead.

On the battlefield, there's no distinction between men and women.

From the moment he transmigrated, this woman had done nothing but insult him.

Forget that he'd once been a respected family head—even an ordinary person wouldn't tolerate this!

Anyone who dares humiliate and bully him must pay the price!

"Tang Qingmo!!"

Smack—!

Smack smack—!!

Tang Qingmo slapped her again and again, her cheeks swelling red.

As for why he was slapping instead of punching—

It was simple: this body was far too weak!

Using his fists on such thick skin would only injure his knuckles!

More importantly, slapping felt immensely satisfying!

"N-no… no…"

Smack—!!

The two servants were completely stunned by the scene. They clearly should have intervened, yet neither dared to move.

"W-we need to contact the family head…" the maid muttered, trembling—only to be met with Tang Qingmo's glare.

"Say a word, and you're next."

!?

Why is the young master completely different from before?

Under normal circumstances, when the Fourth Young Miss scolded him, forget resisting—

he wouldn't even dare talk back. He would silently endure her venting and poisonous beatings until she finally cooled down…

But now—

Smack!

Smack smack!!

Listening to those crisp slapping sounds…

Yeah.

Definitely not someone you could mess with.

After slapping her more than a dozen times, a strange electronic voice suddenly sounded in Tang Qingmo's mind.

[Ding! This system has arrived!]

[Hello, Host. I am Lottery System No. 2233, allowing the host to experience multifunctional lottery services—hey!! Why are you already drawing!?]

A system?

The exclusive golden finger for transmigrators?

Having often listened to his subordinates' discussions about novels, Tang Qingmo quickly accepted the system's existence.

But right now—

[Wait a moment. Let me finish dealing with the person below first, then I'll talk to you.]

???

The system was completely dumbfounded.

Family, who understands this!?

The moment it showed up, it saw an unbound host already drawing people—

and the one being "drawn" was an important character: the original body's Fourth Sister, Tang Feifei!

[Host! You're slapping the original body's biological sister!!]

[Biological sister?] Tang Qingmo paused for one second, then continued slapping hard, [The moment I opened my eyes, all I got from her was insults and beatings. How could she possibly be a biological sister?]

Smack!!

Palm after palm came down like a whirlwind, violently striking Tang Feifei's face, turning her originally decent-looking face into a full-blown pig's head!

The two servants had never seen such a ferocious Tang Qingmo before.

They didn't dare report to the family head on their own and could only stand there trembling…

After more than forty slaps, Tang Qingmo suddenly stopped.

The system thought he was finally done and was just about to speak when Tang Qingmo asked:

[By the way, System, don't you give out some kind of newbie gift pack? Is there anything that restores stamina?]

System: ?

Why are you so familiar with the transmigration process!?

[What does the host want to do?]

[This body is too useless. I want to replenish my stamina and continue slapping.]

[Wait—what!? You're not done yet!?]

[When facing someone filled with killing intent, you have to make sure they completely lose consciousness to ensure safety.]

[You…]

Tang Qingmo's eyes darkened.

[Do you have it or not?]

[…Yes. Exchanging the Newcomer Gift Pack for the host.]

The system insisted that it didn't cave in out of reflex upon hearing the host's icy question—

It surrendered from the heart.

[Newcomer Gift Pack: Basic Body-Refinement Manual ×1, Body-Cleansing Pill ×1, Stamina Recovery Pill ×1.]

[Although binding is not yet complete, complying with the host's request—administering one Stamina Recovery Pill.]

In an instant, Tang Qingmo felt a warm current flow through his body, restoring much of his depleted strength.

Without hesitation, he resumed slapping Tang Feifei's already pig-headed face.

Smack—!!

That's it!

This is the strength he wanted!

"Ah…!" Tang Feifei tried to open her eyes, now reduced to narrow slits, but in the next second her face was slapped violently to the side again.

Smack smack—!!

Listen!

That loud, elastic sound when the slap lands!

So damn satisfying!!

"N-no… no… please… spare me… ah!"

Tang Feifei couldn't withstand the fierce barrage of consecutive slaps, yet Tang Qingmo still didn't stop.

Smack!

Smack smack!!

Only after a full hundred slaps did he finally stop.

Tang Feifei's face was completely unrecognizable, and she had lost consciousness.

But Tang Qingmo felt great.

System: ...

After getting his fill, Tang Qingmo finally asked:

[Alright, System. Tell me—what's your purpose in dragging me here?]

Chapter 2 : Was the Original Host a Ninja Turtle—or the Reincarnation of a Dragon King Son-in-Law?

Tang Qingmo was born in a high-martial world. By the age of thirty, he had already become the young head of a top-tier family—an existence feared and respected by all.

After graduating from university, he married early and had three children. If not for one incident, his life could have been considered complete.

When the beast invasion began, and he was discussing battle strategies with the military, a streak of flickering light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then—he turned into light.

When he woke up, he discovered that he had transmigrated into a body so thin it was nothing but skin and bones!

Sensing Tang Qingmo's anger, the system cautiously spoke in a small voice:

[Host, since you're already here… how about binding with me first? I'll explain everything afterward…]

...

[Fine.]

Tang Qingmo had previously been exposed to plenty of transmigration novels by his subordinates.

Since a system had appeared, it meant that he would need to complete the tasks it assigned in order to return.

Seeing how unexpectedly straightforward he was, the system immediately said excitedly:

[Binding with host confirmed. Beginning transmission of the original host's memories.]

In the next second, overwhelming waves of memories surged into Tang Qingmo's mind…

He had transmigrated into a parallel world of the "regret flow."

The original owner, "Tang Qingmo," was a heaven-blessed son of destiny protected by the Dao of Heaven. Although he was kidnapped and abandoned by a vicious nanny at birth, he was rescued by kind-hearted people and grew up in an orphanage.

At the age of six, due to his outstanding talent, he was adopted by the dean of the Modu Martial Arts Academy and taken in as a disciple by his mentor, Fairy Chiyang. He became the junior disciple of Chiyang Hall and was doted on by her and his seven senior sisters.

At eighteen, because his appearance closely resembled Madam Tang's, he was noticed by the third sister—who was a martial arts instructor. Through this, he reunited with the Tang family, became the young master of a prestigious household, and gained the love and affection of his parents and seven sisters!

However, such a perfectly configured protagonist of a power fantasy had his fate overturned when the Dao of Heaven was suddenly invaded by two "world consciousnesses." From that moment on, his life changed drastically!

The vicious nanny had an additional son and secretly swapped him with the infant original host. As a result, the nanny's son became the Tang family's young master, and the Tang family, unaware of the truth, never searched for their real child.

As for the original host, he did indeed enter Chiyang Hall at the age of six—but one month later, in spring, Fairy Chiyang suddenly brought back another junior disciple.

Through that junior disciple's manipulative green-tea tactics, no matter how sincerely the original host tried to please his master and senior sisters, they never accepted him.

Instead, they unreasonably suppressed and bullied him for the sake of the junior disciple, causing him to be unable to cultivate. He became the academy's notorious bottom-ranked student, constantly mocked and ridiculed!

At eighteen, the junior disciple even framed the original host for stealing a high-grade pill. Without investigating the truth, his master and senior sisters beat him until he was half-dead and tried to expel him from the academy!

Thanks to the help of the dean and the Holy Maiden, Fairy Chiyang was ordered to investigate the matter.

But just then, mutant beasts attacked, forcing the dean and Holy Maiden to leave to deal with the crisis. Meanwhile, the original host became a thorn in Chiyang Hall's side.

In the end, Fairy Chiyang ordered that he was not allowed to remain in the academy during the investigation—and he was driven out.

Thus, the original host ended up wandering the streets, living a miserable life scavenging trash and competing with dogs for food.

A week later, the Tang family's third sister came to the academy for a martial artist exchange and discovered the original host rummaging through trash bins outside. Because his appearance resembled Madam Tang's, suspicion arose.

After conducting a paternity test, they finally learned the truth: the original host was the Tang family's real young master, and he was brought back home!

But by then, the Tang family already had a fake young master who had enjoyed boundless love and favor. Through the fake young master's manipulative schemes, the original host once again became disliked, loathed, and bullied by his biological parents and seven sisters…

A son of destiny who should have had everything saw all that belonged to him stolen by the green-tea junior disciple and the fake young master, becoming a universally despised figure whom anyone could humiliate and trample on!

Yet, because the original host longed desperately for familial affection, he endured every injustice and accusation, even when bullied and wronged.

He endured until, after being falsely accused countless times, his heart finally turned cold. He severed all ties, left for a place where no one knew him, fell into depression—and passed away…

Only after the original host left did those who had bullied him finally realize that everything had been orchestrated by the green-tea junior disciple / fake younger brother!

They were filled with regret. In a fit of anger, they drove away the green-tea junior disciple / fake younger brother, and continued living on, bearing the pain of remorse…

Now, the Dao of Heaven is desperately resisting the other two world consciousnesses. Having exhausted the last of its power, it summoned a system—and then pulled Tang Qingmo from another world to transmigrate here!

The moment Tang Qingmo arrived was precisely the time when the original host had been expelled from the martial arts academy and had been taken back by the Tang family—for the third month…

After reading through the memory fragments, Tang Qingmo:

...

What kind of sick nonsense is this?!

He directly questioned the system:

[What kind of constitution did the original host have to run into so many top-tier trash people? And what was he, some kind of Ninja Turtle?]

He was bullied to this extent and still endured it?

Was he the reincarnation of some "Dragon King son-in-law"?!

Under Tang Qingmo's sharp, oppressive aura, the system replied timidly:

[Maybe… the original host longed for familial affection…]

[Familial affection?] Tang Qingmo frowned.

[Affection has to be mutual. One-sided giving doesn't count as affection—it only makes you a sucker!]

Not to mention that, in the memories, those senior sisters and biological sisters had repeatedly bullied, framed, and beaten the original host for the sake of the junior disciple / fake young master.

That was already violence.

That was domestic abuse.

[Domestic abuse only has zero times or countless times. The original host didn't want to give up because of sunk-cost fallacy, so he kept self-PUA-ing himself.]

As he spoke, Tang Qingmo swung his hand like he was tossing out trash, slapping the face of Tang Feifei, who was still lying unconscious on the ground.

[If it were me, I would've given them up the very first time they tried to use violence.]

The system was a little surprised:

[Host, why do you think that way?]

[Because I grew up being abused.]

System: ...

Tang Qingmo let out a light breath and changed the subject:

[Alright, system. Get to the point.]

[What kind of cheat abilities do you have? And how can I go back?]

Although Tang Qingmo's tone was calm, his heart was filled with concern for his family and subordinates.

The system didn't beat around the bush:

[Host, I am a lottery system. As long as you collect regret points from people related to the original host, you can draw once for every 1,000 points!]

[The more regret points you collect, the more this system can convert them into power and transmit it to the Dao of Heaven. Once the Dao of Heaven defeats those two world consciousnesses, it can send you back!]

As it finished speaking, a prize list appeared directly in Tang Qingmo's mind.

Money, pills, bizarre items—everything imaginable was there!

[As a bonus, when you return, the Dao of Heaven can grant you two wishes!]

Wishes… huh?

[What is it, host?]

[Nothing. Besides the lottery, what other functions do you have?] Tang Qingmo asked calmly.

[Although my main service is providing lottery draws, I'm also an all-knowing guide of this world! Anything you want to know, you can ask this system!]

[And to compensate you, the Dao of Heaven has transmitted martial arts manuals suitable for your cultivation. As long as you master even one of them, you'll get three lottery draws!]

This was a high-martial world where spiritual energy had revived—there were bound to be all kinds of martial arts manuals!

The system added proudly:

[Host, please rest assured. While you're cultivating, this system will open a cultivation space for you. While you train, time in the outside world will be completely frozen!]

Chapter 3: It’s Just Regret—There Are Plenty of Ways to Get It

Martial arts techniques can be cultivated according to a warrior's physical condition and realm.

The cultivation realms in this world are the same as the levels in Tang Qingmo's original world. After breaking through to become a warrior, there are a total of nine realms.

From the lowest, First Rank, to the highest, Ninth Rank!

Skills are also graded—from the lowest F-rank to the highest S-rank. Most basic martial arts are classified as F-rank.

The higher a warrior's realm, the more powerful and advanced skills they can cultivate!

As for the system's ability to release a special space during cultivation—one that isolates Tang Qingmo from the flow of outside time—this was an extremely convenient and overpowered cheat!

However, when Tang Qingmo looked at the detailed list of skills appearing before him, his brows unconsciously knit together.

This…

Aren't these all skills he already knew before transmigrating?!

So the system and the Dao of Heaven just copied everything he already knew and made him re-cultivate them!?

What kind of bullshit is this?!

Tang Qingmo's emotions became a little complicated, but after a few seconds, he calmed down.

…Forget it.

I'll just treat it as re-rolling a low-level account.

Tang Qingmo lifted his head and noticed the two Tang family servants avoiding eye contact, pretending to admire the scenery.

Because of the parents' and sisters' favoritism, the original host lived a life worse than a dog's!

On the surface, those servants would call him "Young Master," but behind his back, in order to curry favor with the fake young master, they bullied him plenty.

Now that they had seen the usually timid Tang Qingmo take down Tang Feifei, they wisely chose to steer clear.

Of course, Tang Qingmo wasn't about to let them off so easily!

Although transmigrating here wasn't his intention, since he had taken over this body, everyone who had ever bullied or humiliated the original host would be repaid a hundredfold!

But for now…

[Host, would you like to begin cultivation first?] the system asked excitedly.

The host's body is currently too weak—starting with F-rank basic skills would help replenish stamina!

Tang Qingmo shook his head.

[Cultivation is necessary, but not right now.]

Following the original host's memories, he arrived at a place called "the room."

This was where the original host slept and studied during the three months after returning—originally a storage room in the villa.

The space was cramped, dark, and damp. Since there was no window, sunlight never reached inside. Only a single small lightbulb provided illumination.

When the original host was brought back to the Tang family, neither Master Tang nor Madam Tang prepared a room for him. Instead, the fake young master hypocritically said,

"Big brother has lived outside for so many years. If he's suddenly brought back into a wealthy household, he might fall into decadence from a life of luxury."

Thus, under the pretense of "tempering his character," the Tang couple threw the original host into the storage room and gave him only 500 yuan a month for living expenses…

Meanwhile, the fake young master received at least 500,000 yuan in monthly allowance, lived in the largest and brightest room in the villa, was showered with affection, and constantly received expensive gifts.

In comparison, the original host was abused and oppressed wherever he went—a textbook tragic male lead of a torture novel!

As soon as Tang Qingmo opened the door, he saw water dripping from the ceiling. Ignoring it, he rummaged through the drawer.

Inside were a watch, a leather wallet, an expensive lighter, and a small amount of cash…

These were gifts from the seven sisters on the first day the original host returned to the Tang family.

Of course, compared to what they usually gave the fake young master, these gifts were hastily chosen—but the original host cherished them deeply.

As for the money, it was earned by the original host through part-time work after his allowance was cut. The phone he used was an old, beat-up senior phone!

He usually did grueling jobs like washing dishes in the kitchen, but after earning money, he would spend it buying gifts and medicinal herbs for his parents and seven sisters—he had absolutely no savings habit.

To this, Tang Qingmo only muttered quietly:

"Fucking idiot."

He stuffed the gifts into a plastic bag and pocketed the money.

Before leaving, he noticed sticky notes pasted beside the cabinet—each one detailing the Tang family members' preferences and things to watch out for.

From the memories provided by the system, Tang Qingmo knew very well that these notes were extremely important plot devices!

After the original host cut ties with the Tang family, one of the sisters—who knows which number—would come here one day. While being shocked that her biological brother had lived in a storage room, she would also see these notes.

Reading the words filled with care and joy written on them, that sister would fall into deep, crushing regret!

Damn it!

In one swift motion, he tore down all the sticky notes, took out the expensive lighter, and burned them to ashes!

[Ahhh—Host, what are you doing!?]

The system was shocked:

[How can you burn such an important prop for collecting regret points!?]

Tang Qingmo looked utterly disgusted:

[Just imagining those biological sisters putting on fake, hypocritical regretful performances in the future makes me want to puke them to death.]

After the original host left, they'd see those pieces of paper and suddenly regret everything?

Belated affection is cheaper than grass!

What were they doing earlier?!

[But because of those notes, the original host's third sister would regret how badly she treated him and realize that she did love him as family!] the system said excitedly.

Oh—so that one's the third sister.

Tang Qingmo replied coldly:

[Someone who beats and curses her own biological brother and son—how could that possibly be love?]

[People who don't love you won't regret your departure, and people who truly love you would never hurt you in the first place.]

System: ...

[But that's how the plot develops. Otherwise, host, you might miss the chance to obtain regret points.]

[Relax. It's just regret. There are plenty of ways to get it.]

Tang Qingmo left the storage room and headed toward the front gate.

When he passed through the living hall, Tang Feifei was still lying on the ground, but someone had already contacted Master Tang and called an ambulance.

Aside from Tang Feifei, the rest of the Tang family members were not home during the day—they wouldn't return until evening.

Time was tight. Tang Qingmo didn't bother with them.

After all, he would be confronting the Tang family tonight anyway. Right now, he needed to prepare!

Tang Qingmo walked to the community's security post and asked them to help call a taxi.

[System, give me the city map.]

[Coming right up!] The system immediately projected a map into Tang Qingmo's mind.

The next second, it asked curiously:

[Host, you're planning to…?]

[Tonight I'll be meeting my beloved family. Of course I have to prepare properly and give them a big surprise.]

Tang Qingmo raised his arm, looking at the bruises and injuries left by beatings, and curled his lips into a cold smile.

As the once-invincible family head in his previous life, Tang Qingmo believed that everything had its own value.

This abused, emaciated body of the original host?

It would serve its purpose very well.

Tang Qingmo went to a pawnshop marked on the map and sold off all the gifts his sisters had given him.

To them, those items were trash-tier gifts—but to ordinary people, they were branded goods that could fetch a decent price.

Tang Qingmo wasn't the original host. He felt no attachment to them and sold everything without hesitation.

Because they were well maintained, the shop owner was willing to buy all seven branded items for over ten thousand dragon coins.

With money in hand, Tang Qingmo went to a nearby electronics store and paid over seven thousand in full for a smartphone.

The original host had been using an old senior phone picked up from a garbage dump—barely functional despite its faults.

Tang Qingmo found this completely incomprehensible.

The original host had money to buy gifts and medicinal herbs for the Tang family, but wouldn't spend a bit on himself?!

Since he paid in full, the store clerk kindly helped Tang Qingmo register accounts for various apps and taught him how to use different functions.

Tang Qingmo noticed that the prices and technology in this world were very similar to those of his own world, so he picked things up quickly.

He also bought some "small items" from the store and tested their functionality on the spot.

Finally, dragging this "battered and bruised" body, he went to a nearby top-tier hospital to obtain a detailed injury assessment report.

The nurse at the registration desk was so startled by Tang Qingmo's condition that she almost sent him straight to the emergency room for an IV drip.

After several hours of examinations and more than four thousand spent, the report would take about two days to be issued.

By the time everything was done, night had fallen.

Tang Qingmo took another taxi back to the Tang family villa.

He knew very well that the Tang family members had already returned—

And were waiting to call him to account for his "crimes."

Chapter 4 : Crippling the Butler with a Kick! The Qing Dynasty Fell Long Ago!

On the way back, Tang Qingmo opened the Newcomer Gift Pack and casually began cultivating the Basic Body Techniques manual.

It was the most fundamental yet highly practical physical cultivation guide, perfectly suited for a "waste" physique like that of the original owner.

Tang Qingmo circulated his qi, feeling warmth flow through his body. Before long, he could clearly sense his body recovering, his stamina gradually increasing.

At that moment, the system asked in his mind:

[Host, why are you setting up so many things?]

[Didn't you say we need to collect Regret Points?] Tang Qingmo opened his eyes. [I'm isolated within the Tang family, so I need to be fully prepared.]

Normally, after learning about the original owner's experiences, a transmigrator would immediately cut ties with the Tang family and let them regret it later…

But for Tang Qingmo, severing ties meant giving up what rightfully belonged to him—only benefiting those sisters and that fake young master!

He wouldn't let those people live comfortably!

[System, do you know what wealthy families value most besides money?]

[Eh? No idea…]

Tang Qingmo chuckled softly, clipped the small device he bought that morning from an electronics store onto his shirt collar, then turned on the phone in his pocket.

[Of course—it's their reputation.]

Standing at the gates of the Tang residence was a middle-aged man dressed in a neat suit.

Tang Qingmo knew him well. This man was the Tang family's head butler, Tang De.

He was loyal to everyone in the Tang family except the original owner. Though he never personally bullied him, he never stopped others either.

Naturally, he looked down on the original owner as well, often wearing an expression of disdain and superiority.

"Young Master Qingmo, what you did today was far too wrong."

The moment Tang Qingmo reached the gate, Tang De spoke sternly.

"Oh?" Tang Qingmo folded his arms and smiled faintly. "Then tell me—what exactly did I do wrong?"

"Hm?"

This time, Tang De was stunned.

All along, Tang Qingmo had been submissive to everyone—timid and cowardly, utterly lacking the bearing of a young master from a wealthy family.

That was why, when he heard Qingmo had beaten the Fourth Young Miss into unconsciousness, he hadn't believed it.

But now…

Something felt different.

"..."

Seeing Tang De's blank reaction, Tang Qingmo merely sneered and walked past him toward the entrance.

But the next second, he was stopped.

Adjusting his glasses, Tang De spoke unhappily, "Young Master Qingmo, how could you beat the Fourth Young Miss like that? The master and madam are furious. They've ordered you to stay outside and reflect. You may only enter once they've calmed down."

"That's what they said?"

"Yes."

In the past, the moment Tang De invoked the master and madam, Tang Qingmo would immediately lower his head and agree to anything.

But now—it was completely different.

"So as my biological parents, they ignored me being insulted and beaten by my own sisters for three whole months. And today, when I finally retaliated once, they're throwing me out?"

!?

Tang De never expected Tang Qingmo to defend himself!

And his gaze—his posture—

The timid Tang Qingmo was gone. What stood before him was someone radiating the pressure of a superior!

How was this possible?!

For the past three months, Tang Qingmo had been like a rat in the gutter!

There was no way he could have eyes like that!

"In any case, the master and madam forbid you from entering. Please don't make things difficult for me, Young Master."

Tang De lowered his head and adjusted his glasses again.

Under normal circumstances, his attitude would have been arrogant and disdainful. But facing Tang Qingmo now, he unconsciously restrained himself.

Tang Qingmo sneered.

He had already cultivated the basic body techniques—his strength far exceeded what it was when he first transmigrated!

"Speaking of which, Butler Tang, you've bullied me quite a bit during this period, haven't you?"

"What?"

Crack!

Tang Qingmo gathered the cultivated qi into his leg and viciously kicked Tang De's leg!

"Ugh!!"

The sound of bone cracking rang out. Tang De wanted to scream, but his mouth was immediately covered by Tang Qingmo's hand, forcing all sound back down his throat.

Tang Qingmo stared at him coldly, bloodthirsty gleaming in his eyes.

"Watching your master get bullied—did you enjoy it?"

!?

Before Tang De could even react, Tang Qingmo slapped his face twice.

What?!

He actually slapped him?!

It hurt—but the humiliation was even worse!

If possible, Tang De would rather Tang Qingmo deal him a heavy blow than insult him like this!

Then Tang Qingmo granted his wish, kicking his other knee without hesitation.

"Ugh!!"

The cracking of his kneecap sent Tang De's vision black, cold sweat pouring down.

Was this really Tang Qingmo?!

"You're fired."

"Wha—"

Tang Qingmo didn't give him the chance to speak or think. His fist slammed heavily into Tang De's abdomen.

!!!

The violent impact made Tang De's eyes roll back as he lost consciousness.

...

Tang Qingmo casually tossed Tang De aside and looked at the Tang family's grand wooden door adorned with gold trim.

Bang!!

With his newly gained strength from basic body cultivation, Tang Qingmo kicked the door open without hesitation!

"Ahhhh!!!"

A woman's scream rang out from inside—clearly startled by the door flying in.

Tang Qingmo walked into the villa with a smile. The moment he stepped into the living room, a stern, icy voice rang out.

"Unfilial son—kneel!"

Here it comes.

The classic line of the biological father in true-and-fake young master stories.

Tang Qingmo swept his gaze indifferently across the living room.

Seated on the sofa were his biological father, Tang Jianren; his biological mother, Bai Hualian, who looked elegant and noble yet clearly shaken; and three of his sisters.

Second Sister Tang Aili.

Third Sister Tang Meixin.

Fifth Sister Tang Xuerong.

Tang Qingmo sneered.

"The Qing dynasty has long since fallen. Does the Tang family still have a throne to inherit?"

"Ordering people to kneel without asking for reasons—Head of the Tang family, your style really makes one worry about the family's future."

Chapter 5: It’s Just Crippling His Legs—What Does That Even Count?

"Unfilial son! You actually dare to talk back?!"

Tang Jianren froze for several seconds before erupting into furious curses at Tang Qingmo.

He had already heard servants say that this unfilial son had suddenly undergone a drastic personality change and had even beaten his own sister!

At the time, he thought the servants were talking nonsense!

But now, being countered by Tang Qingmo's sarcastic words, Tang Jianren realized that this unfilial son truly was different—and it enraged him even more!

"Is it because we've been too good to you that you'd do something so utterly inhumane as viciously beating your own sister?" Second Sister Tang Aili said coldly from behind.

"Bastard! As expected of some beast raised in the countryside!" Fifth Sister Tang Xuerong pointed at Tang Qingmo and cursed outright.

"You even dared to hit Fourth Sister—you're not my brother at all!" Third Sister Tang Meixin said, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Qingmo… how could you hit your Fourth Sister for no reason…"

Their biological mother, Bai Hualian, wore a sorrowful expression and sighed. "I know your Fourth Sister's attitude toward you hasn't been good, but no matter what, she's still your sister. She scolds you for your own good!"

Tang Qingmo folded his arms across his chest, smiling gently as he listened to them speak one after another.

At present, the Tang family's lineup was no different from those seen in countless true-and-fake young master dramas.

The father, Tang Jianren, who managed the Tang Corporation;

the mother, Bai Hualian, formerly a young miss of the Bai family, who married Tang Jianren and bore seven daughters and one son;

and their eight children—

Eldest Sister Tang Ruoling, CEO of the Tang Corporation;

Second Sister Tang Aili, the youngest surgical prodigy in history;

Third Sister Tang Meixin, a moderately well-known martial arts instructor;

Fourth Sister Tang Feifei, a famous fashion designer;

Fifth Sister Tang Xuerong, a popular top-tier celebrity;

Twin university students, Sixth and Seventh Sisters Tang Qingqing and Tang Ziqing;

and finally, the fake young master—Tang Xianxi, a third-year high school student.

Aside from Tang Meixin's connection to martial arts, the Tang family was otherwise a textbook wealthy household.

In this era of spiritual energy revival, Tang Jianren naturally hoped his children would cultivate martial arts and break through to become warriors.

However, apart from Tang Meixin, none of the others had any talent for cultivation, so the Tang family could not become a top-tier martial arts clan.

That was nothing unusual.

In the original plot, the Tang family's role was merely to provide the protagonist with wealth and resources.

Tang Meixin becoming a martial arts instructor was also for one purpose—so she could enter the academy, encounter the heaven-defying original protagonist, and bring him back to the Tang family!

But now, the Heavenly Dao had been invaded, and the entire storyline had changed.

The family he once believed would cherish him now spoke cruel and heartless words for the sake of the fake young master who had stolen eighteen years of his life…

If it were the original owner, he would have long since been devastated.

But Tang Qingmo only found it amusing.

It had been a long time since he'd seen scenes of accusation and abuse like this—it felt like watching a troupe of clowns perform.

Tang Jianren naturally noticed the contempt in Tang Qingmo's eyes, and his dissatisfaction instantly reached its peak.

"Tonight, I'll teach you a proper lesson, you unfilial son! Ade, bring out the family punishment!"

He shouted loudly for Tang De—but no one responded.

"Ade!! Get over here at once!"

Tang De's absence also puzzled Bai Hualian and the three sisters present.

After all, he had served as the Tang family's head butler for over twenty years—loyal and ever-present at the slightest call!

"Oh, you mean Butler Tang?"

At that moment, Tang Qingmo waved his hand casually and said with a faint smile, "He's lying outside."

"What did you say—?!"

Before Tang Jianren could process it, frantic voices from servants rang out from outside.

"Oh no! The head butler has collapsed outside!"

!!!

"What?!"

Tang Jianren immediately turned to Tang Qingmo, who returned his gaze with a brilliant smile.

"A servant who doesn't respect his master—teaching him a lesson is perfectly normal, isn't it?"

"You did that to him…?"

"I crippled his legs. Once they heal, he can get out of bed again."

Tang Qingmo waved his hand dismissively and sneered. "I was bullied by servants every single day for the past three months—living in agony. Now I've only crippled his legs. What does that even count as?"

!?

Bullied by servants?

Hearing Tang Qingmo's words, Bai Hualian covered her mouth in shock.

"Bullied? Qingmo, are you saying the household servants bullied you?"

Tang Qingmo glanced at Bai Hualian.

As the original owner's mother, her behavior was exactly like her name—an ever-muddling, sanctimonious white lotus.

Tang Qingmo sneered. "Yes, my dear mother. Didn't you know that in the three months since your son returned, he's been living a life worse than a dog's?"

"!?"

Tang Qingmo briskly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms and abdomen, both covered in injuries.

"You ask why I hit your precious daughter? Because if I hadn't fought back, I'd have been beaten to death by her!"

His arms and abdomen were densely covered in dark purple and red bruises. Although he had just cultivated basic body techniques, they were only elementary skills and couldn't heal those wounds.

"How is this possible…!!"

[Bai Hualian Regret Points +200!]

Seeing the injuries, Bai Hualian staggered backward in disbelief, her heart nearly shattered.

"Just check the surveillance footage and you'll see, won't you?" Tang Qingmo pulled his sleeves back down and sneered at the Tang sisters, who all lowered their heads guiltily.

"Oh, and by the way—Tang Aili and Tang Xuerong standing beside you also did quite a lot to me."

"How dare you! We're your sisters! Calling us by our full names is incredibly disrespectful!" Tang Aili gritted her teeth.

Tang Xuerong clenched her fists. "As expected of an uncultured wild child!"

"Your so-called refinement isn't something I can learn," Tang Qingmo said coldly. "The refinement of treating your own brother like a dog and beating him half to death."

He twisted his wrists, still bearing marks from restraints, and sneered. "I wonder how people outside would view your 'excellent upbringing' if they knew about it."

"You…!!"

Tang Xuerong wanted to retort, but Bai Hualian was already utterly shaken.

"You hit Qingmo?"

No matter how distant their relationship had been over the years, Tang Qingmo was still the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to with great hardship.

As his sisters, how could they beat him like this?!

"Mom! It's because Tang Qingmo, this bitch, bullied Xiaoxi!" Seeing their mother begin to side with Tang Qingmo, Tang Xuerong hurriedly exclaimed.

As the fifth child, she had an exceptionally close relationship with Tang Xianxi.

When Third Sister first proposed bringing Tang Qingmo back, Xiaoxi had cried miserably, so Tang Xuerong had always resented Tang Qingmo.

Still, he was technically her brother. The Tang family wasn't too poor to support one more person—if he behaved himself, there was room for him.

But who would've thought this beast would dare bully Xiaoxi? How could she possibly let that go?!

"That's right. When he was brought back, Xiaoxi was already heartbroken. I even saw him push Xiaoxi down the stairs before—getting beaten was what he deserved!" Second Sister Tang Aili said coldly.

Tang Meixin said nothing, her brows tightly furrowed.

She had been the one to discover Tang Qingmo and bring him back. She never expected her younger brother to be so vicious, and couldn't help but wonder if acknowledging him had been a mistake.

Tang Qingmo swept his gaze over the three sisters.

Tang Xuerong, a popular celebrity, had been mocked since debut for lacking acting skills and real talent—rising only through capital backing.

Over time, her temper grew increasingly violent. Whenever she saw the original owner, she would inexplicably slap and humiliate him.

Tang Aili, a doctor who spent most of her time at the hospital, once saw the original owner "push" Tang Xianxi down the stairs. After that, she deliberately made time to come home and stab the original owner with syringes.

As a doctor, she knew exactly which areas wouldn't be fatal—leaving him bleeding all over, yet never dead.

As for Tang Meixin, after bringing the original owner home, she completely ignored him. Even when he was bullied, she pretended not to see it—just as cold-blooded.

"Qingmo… did you really bully Xiaoxi?"

True to her saintly white-lotus nature, the moment she heard her daughters' words, Bai Hualian immediately turned around to question Tang Qingmo instead.

Tang Qingmo let out a soft laugh and asked in return:

"You all say I bullied Tang Xianxi—where's the evidence?"

Chapter 6 : Living in a Storage Room! Only Five Hundred a Month!

"Do you really think what Xiao Xi said could be fake!?"

Seeing that Tang Qingmo was still denying it, Tang Xuerong burst out cursing.

"That's right! Xiao Xi is nothing like you, you vicious person. He's kind and would never lie," Tang Aili said sternly.

"Heh…"

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Jianren felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw Tang Qingmo laughing.

That disgraceful son of his had indeed become different from before, as if something had gone out of control…

It made him deeply uneasy.

"So after all this talk, you don't actually have any real evidence, do you?"

The three Tang sisters: "..."

Tang Qingmo looked at Bai Hualian.

"Just because someone with no blood relation said a few words, everyone pinned all the blame on me."

"Even the butler and servants could freely bully me. The Tang family is my hell!"

Bai Hualian: !!!

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

Wow…

As expected of a hypocritical white lotus—her 'wool' is really easy to harvest.

"No! That's not true!" Bai Hualian immediately burst into tears and knelt down in agony.

"Mom!!" The three Tang sisters hurriedly helped her up.

"You unfilial son! Are you trying to anger your mother to death?!"

Seeing his wife in distress, Tang Jianren stepped forward and raised his hand to strike Tang Qingmo.

However, just as his hand was about to fall, it was caught firmly by Tang Qingmo.

"You—!"

Before he could react, Tang Qingmo forcefully flung Tang Jianren to the ground.

"Ahhh!!"

Tang Jianren was already old, and unlike a cultivator, he was just an ordinary man.

With that throw, his entire body slammed hard onto the floor!

"You actually dare to lay hands on your father! You unfilial beast!!"

Tang Jianren immediately pointed at him and cursed,

"If I'd known it would turn out like this, I never should have acknowledged you! I should've let you starve to death out there!"

Bai Hualian and the three Tang sisters were stunned.

How dare Tang Qingmo!?

Back when his father scolded him, he wouldn't even dare lift his eyes.

And now he actually struck him!

Tang Qingmo merely looked at Tang Jianren coldly.

"How strange… so it turns out I have parents."

"You beast, what did you say!?" Tang Aili ground her teeth in fury.

The look in her eyes wasn't that of someone looking at her biological brother—

it was as if she were staring at an enemy.

"I grew up outside for eighteen years and was only brought back three months ago."

Tang Qingmo waved his hand lightly, his tone calm but bitter.

"And yet…"

"This so-called home is one where I'm casually punished with family law by the Tang patriarch, beaten and bullied by my own sisters and servants, ignored by Madam Tang, and haven't eaten a full meal in three months. It's hell."

"That can't be!" Bai Hualian cut in emotionally.

"Qingmo! I'm your mother! How could I not care about you?!"

"Then does Madam Tang know that I still don't even have my own room?"

"I've been living in a storage room with water leaking from the ceiling."

"What?!"

Bai Hualian's eyes widened.

Of course she knew.

Back when the original body was brought back, Tang Xianxi had said he didn't want him to become addicted to a life of luxury, so he suggested letting him sleep in the storage room first.

But now three months had passed—and he was still living there!

"As the real young master of the Tang family, I don't even have a room of my own. Is that what you call caring about me?"

"When Madam Tang says that, don't you find it ridiculous?"

Tang Qingmo's mocking gaze pierced Bai Hualian's heart with pain.

She didn't know!

She thought… she thought it was only for a week, and that her husband or the butler would arrange a room afterward!

Who knew…!!

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Host, Regret Value has reached 1400. You can draw once!] the system said excitedly.

[Oh, wait a bit longer.]

Bai Hualian looked at Tang Jianren in disbelief and saw the same shocked expression on his face.

Clearly, he also didn't know Tang Qingmo was still living in the storage room!

Tang Xuerong was momentarily guilty, but soon pointed at him and shouted,

"Isn't that because you grew up outside and brought back all those bad habits with you?!"

"We did it for your own good—to train you!" Tang Aili nodded in agreement.

Tang Meixin was initially shocked upon hearing about the storage room, but after hearing Tang Xuerong's words, she felt it made some sense and slowly nodded as well.

Tang Qingmo laughed helplessly at their thick-skinned excuses.

"Oh? Training my character? So starving me to death is also part of that training?"

"Beast! When did we ever want to starve you to death!" Tang Xuerong snapped, unable to hold back any longer, and stepped forward intending to slap Tang Qingmo.

But as she moved closer, Tang Qingmo cracked his knuckles, the sharp sound of bones echoing in the air.

She looked at Tang Qingmo's cold gaze, then at Tang Jianren lying on the floor—and retreated.

Tang Qingmo sneered,

"Just investigate it and you'll know—despite being the Tang family's young master, my monthly allowance is only 500 yuan."

"And every time we eat, so as not to make Tang Xianxi sad, I'm not allowed at the table. I can only eat your leftovers."

"Doesn't that count as wanting to starve me to death?"

!!!

"F-five hundred yuan?!"

Bai Hualian was shocked again.

For three months, Tang Qingmo lived in a storage room and only received 500 yuan per month!?

The Tang family was a wealthy elite family in Demon City.

Demon City was a first-tier city in Huaxia, with extremely high living costs. Giving him only 500 yuan a month—wasn't that killing him!?

She looked again at Tang Jianren and her daughters, only to see the same shocked expressions.

"Husband, didn't you give Qingmo pocket money?"

"Huh? I thought you gave it to him…"

When questioned, Tang Jianren's voice immediately became guilty.

"Aili, Meixin, Xuerong!"

She turned to the three sisters again, and upon seeing their troubled expressions, it felt like a bolt from the blue.

Could everything Qingmo said be true!?

A prestigious Tang family… only giving their son 500 yuan a month!?

Chapter 7: Now That I’ve Said It, Are You Going to Give Me a New Room and Pocket Money?

Seeing the shocked expressions on the Tang family members' faces, Tang Qingmo found it laughable.

The original owner had actually poured his heart and soul into these people and endured like a ninja turtle for so long!

Now that he had transmigrated into this body, he deliberately revealed the original owner's experiences ahead of time, wanting to see how these so-called "family members" would handle it.

And the first person he targeted—

Was Bai Hualian.

"As the real young master of the Tang family—your biological son and biological brother—I'm not even worthy of sitting at the table to eat. I live in the darkest storage room, receive only five hundred yuan a month, and whenever you're in a bad mood, you beat and scold me. Even the servants can bully me however they like!"

"And that fake young master who stole eighteen years of my life? He lives in the biggest, brightest room, gets at least five hundred thousand yuan a month as pocket money, and enjoys all of your love…"

"This is the treatment the Tang family gives me—treatment worse than a dog!"

"My dear mother—now that you know all this, how exactly do you plan to care about me?"

"I… I…!!"

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

…

Bai Hualian was so shocked she couldn't speak, the regret in her heart skyrocketing uncontrollably!

[Host, you're amazing!] The system was extremely excited.

[I didn't expect that just a few words would let you harvest so much regret value. At this rate, dealing with the others should be easy too!]

[No.] Tang Qingmo shook his head.

[This only works on Bai Hualian. The others won't regret anything just because you say a few words.]

Bai Hualian was a hypocritical, self-unaware black-hearted white lotus. As long as words made her feel guilty, regret value would keep pouring in endlessly.

But the others were different!

They never even gave the original owner fake kindness—only malice.

"That's because you never said anything!"

Tang Jianren, who had been thrown to the ground earlier, saw his wife in distress and endured the pain as he climbed back up, trying once again to hit Tang Qingmo.

Tang Qingmo calmly took two steps back, extended the tip of his foot, and successfully tripped Tang Jianren, sending him crashing into the ground once more!

"Ahhh!!"

"As the head of the Tang family, you don't care about your son, and instead blame others for not telling you?" Tang Qingmo said coldly.

"Fine—now I've told you. So shouldn't you be preparing a new room for me, and some pocket money?"

In an instant, the entire living hall fell silent.

Tang Qingmo sneered.

"Haha! Why aren't you talking anymore? Weren't you blaming me for not bringing it up? Now that I have—don't tell me you have no intention of compensating me?"

Seeing how aggressively the host was pushing, even the system felt a bit uneasy.

After all, the original owner never once asked for a new room or pocket money, even right before leaving the family—he cut ties penniless!

Yet now, the host was actually demanding material compensation from Tang Jianren.

Would this really generate regret value?

[Tang Jianren Regret Value +100!]

Huh?

[Why!?] The system was completely confused.

Tang Jianren's gaze toward Tang Qingmo looked venomous, as if he wanted to skin him alive—

so how could regret appear?

[Because regret comes in many forms.] Tang Qingmo sneered.

[There's genuine regret for wrongdoing, self-deceptive regret like Bai Hualian's, and then there's regret born from personal loss—like Tang Jianren's.]

Because Tang Jianren had let his mouth run wild, being cornered like this made him feel regretful—

the kind of regret that thought, "If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have said anything."

Tang Jianren had no intention whatsoever of preparing a room or giving pocket money!

From the very beginning, he had felt nothing but disgust toward this biological son who grew up outside—

a son he viewed as no better than a rat.

He didn't want to bother with anything related to him at all!

Tang Qingmo being bullied by the family?

So what!

He had already been "kind enough" to let this lowly bastard—who could starve to death at any moment—return to the wealthy Tang family. What right did he have to be dissatisfied?!

But with Bai Hualian still present, Tang Jianren couldn't immediately reject Tang Qingmo's demands…

He couldn't let something as insignificant as this bastard damage the relationship between husband and wife!

However, Tang Qingmo had no intention of letting him off.

He slowly walked up to Tang Jianren, looked down at him from above, and said calmly,

"What? Tang Family Head, don't tell me you were just talking? You're not going to be that hypocritical, are you?"

"You… you…!!"

Absolutely despicable!

This beast was nothing more than a sewer rat, yet now he dared to press him step by step!

Seeing her father forced into silence, Tang Xuerong glared at Tang Qingmo with hatred.

"You unfilial bitch! Are you trying to force Dad to death?!"

"Force him to death?" Tang Qingmo raised a brow.

"Oh? Big sister is trying to pin the blame on me again?"

He shot a sideways glance at Tang Jianren.

"Wasn't it your father who said I never brought it up in the first place? Now that I've laid out my predicament, you say I'm trying to force him to death?"

"If you're unwilling to help your biological son, you could just say it outright. Why go in circles like this?"

"Hehe… I just wonder what your business partners would think if they saw how untrustworthy you are."

"..."

Damn it!

Tang Jianren felt utterly humiliated by Tang Qingmo's words. He desperately wanted to discipline and whip him like before—but he had already been thrown to the ground twice, and his whole body was aching!

"Isn't it because of how aggressive you are? How could I have such a vicious younger brother!"

Tang Aili, usually cold and composed, was now furious as well.

"And I don't have a black-hearted, cold-blooded sister like you either," Tang Qingmo retorted coldly.

"Just because that fake brother said I pushed him down the stairs, you didn't even investigate before convicting me. After that, you kept finding opportunities to stab me with syringes."

!!!

Tang Aili froze.

Tang Qingmo actually exposed this in front of everyone!?

"What did you say!?" Bai Hualian looked at Tang Aili in shock.

"Aili, is what Qingmo said true? You used syringes…?"

"Yes, Madam Tang," Tang Qingmo smiled brightly.

"Besides bruises from being beaten, my arms are also full of needle marks~"

He was clearly talking about something horrifying, yet his smile never faded—so much so that Bai Hualian was overstimulated and felt faint.

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

[Bai Hualian Regret Value +200!]

"You—you haven't angered Dad enough, now you want to force Mom to death too?!"

Tang Meixin finally couldn't hold back.

"You've got the wrong person," Tang Qingmo curled his lips.

"The one trying to force your mother isn't me—it's your dear second sister."

"If she hadn't treated me like that, would Madam Tang be this heartbroken?"

Tang Aili: "..."

[Tang Aili Regret Value +200!]

In her parents' and sisters' eyes, she had always been the calm, reliable surgical prodigy.

But now, her image was completely shattered—exposed for repeatedly stabbing her own brother with syringes!

Sure enough, only when their own interests were affected did these shameless people finally feel regret!

Just as the atmosphere in the living hall became unbearably stiff, a voice sounded from afar.

"Brother… how could you talk to Dad, Mom, and the sisters like that…"

A young man dressed in luxury brand clothing slowly walked out from inside the house.

The fake young master Tang Qingmo had been waiting for—

Tang Xianxi had finally appeared.

Chapter 8: Your Sister Wants to Get into Fake Incest with the Fake Little Brother

Tang Xianxi finally showed up.

Ever since Tang Qingmo returned to the Tang family, he had noticed a gaze fixed on him.

Because this body had already cultivated basic body-refining techniques, its senses were far sharper than before.

The moment he stepped into the Tang family home, he realized Tang Xianxi was also there—he was just hiding inside and refusing to come out.

He was probably waiting for the Tang family to properly "teach" the original owner a lesson, while he stayed in the back to enjoy the show and fight for affection!

From the original owner's memories, Tang Qingmo already fully understood that Tang Xianxi was a textbook example of a green tea man.

The reason he was coming out now was very likely to farm goodwill in front of the Tang family!

Sure enough, Tang Xianxi immediately rushed over to Tang Jianren and helped him up.

Then, looking at Tang Qingmo with grief, he loudly said:

"Big brother, you've already beaten Fourth Sister into the hospital—how can you push Dad again?! You're Dad's biological son. Aren't you afraid that doing this will bring retribution?"

"I know you've always disliked me. If it comes to that, I'll just leave the Tang family. I beg you, please don't make Dad, Mom, and the sisters angry anymore…"

Tang Qingmo: Wow…

Confused subway grandpa staring at phone.jpg

He'd seen plenty of green tea women before, but green tea men this intense were pretty rare.

He couldn't help but recall how one of his subordinates once had a sudden lapse in judgment and, late one night, posted a "eat some peaches~" video in the work group chat—then got beaten up the next day…

This Tang Xianxi was kind of like that "eat some peaches" streamer. It made his skin crawl!

He really wanted to ask—does anyone actually like this type?

But unfortunately, the Tang family was clearly not normal!

"Xiao Xi, what are you saying?!" Tang Xuerong immediately stepped forward and hugged Tang Xianxi. "You're our little brother! How could you leave?!"

Tang Aili and Tang Meixin also rushed forward to stop him.

"Yeah, the one who should leave isn't you!" Tang Jianren glared at Tang Qingmo with disgust, feeling deeply gratified by Tang Xianxi's thoughtfulness.

Sure enough, the one he raised himself was different—far better than that ungrateful white-eyed wolf Tang Qingmo!

As for Bai Hualian, she hesitated.

On one side was Tang Qingmo, whom she had carried for ten months and risked her life to give birth to.

On the other was Tang Xianxi, whom she had raised and who had accompanied her for eighteen years…

Both palms were flesh—how could she choose?

But when she saw her husband and daughters all speaking up for Tang Xianxi, she couldn't help but walk over to him as well.

"Xiao Xi, you're the one we raised. You mustn't say things about leaving in the future."

"Mom…"

Tang Xianxi immediately hugged Tang Jianren and Bai Hualian emotionally, then cast a triumphant glance at Tang Qingmo.

See?

So what if you're the biological son?

Everything in the Tang family—Dad, Mom, and the seven sisters—all belong to him!

He wanted to see Tang Qingmo desperately wanting what he couldn't have, going crazy over it.

But at that moment, Tang Qingmo merely raised his hand quietly and asked in confusion:

"Sorry to interrupt, but… is Tang Xianxi the Tang family head's or Madam Tang's illegitimate child?"

Everyone: !?

"Seeing how nice you are to a fake son who stole the biological son's life for eighteen years—if you weren't kicked in the head by a donkey, then Tang Xianxi must be blood-related to me somehow, right…?"

Tang Qingmo was asking sincerely.

But those words instantly ignited Tang Jianren's fury.

"You unfilial bastard! What nonsense are you spouting?! I've never done anything to betray Hualian!" Tang Jianren screamed hysterically.

"Yes! I've never done anything to betray the master or all of you either!" Bai Hualian said tearfully.

The system's voice rang out as well:

[Host, according to available intelligence, Tang Xianxi indeed has no blood relation to the Tang family.]

[Is that so? What a pity.] Tang Qingmo felt regret.

If Tang Xianxi really were an illegitimate child, that would've been fun!

Tang Qingmo continued to ask in confusion:

"Then I really don't get it. Tang Xianxi's mother was clearly a human trafficker, yet you still kept her son by your side to disgust your own biological son. Were your brains seriously kicked by a donkey?"

"You…!!"

"That's enough, Tang Qingmo!" Tang Xuerong ground her teeth. "Back then, Xiao Xi was just a baby. Stealing your life wasn't his fault! Why are you biting onto this and refusing to let go?!"

"It's not his fault, but it's his damn mother's fault, isn't it?" Tang Qingmo shot her a sharp glare.

"Then let me ask—did you call the police and have her arrested or not?"

"..."

Of course, the answer was no.

If anything, the Tang family had even bought an apartment in the city center to thank that nanny for giving them such an outstanding son/brother!

"I… we…" Bai Hualian didn't dare say anything, only trembling silently.

Tang Jianren and the three sisters also guiltily turned their heads away.

Sensing things were going south, Tang Xianxi immediately released Bai Hualian and the others, rushed over to Tang Qingmo, and knelt down in front of him.

"Big brother! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have taken over your life! If you don't like it, I'll leave right now—"

Tang Qingmo yawned. "Here we go again. Since I came back, you've already said you'd leave sixty-eight times. On average, once every day and a half. So are you actually leaving or not?"

Tang Xianxi was momentarily speechless, suddenly unsure whether he should keep going.

Had he really said it sixty-eight times?

[Host, has he said it sixty-eight times?]

[No idea. Any number works—either way, it's annoying.]

"Tang Qingmo! You really do want to drive Xiao Xi away!" Tang Xuerong immediately pulled Tang Xianxi behind her protectively. "Xiao Xi isn't like you, you vicious person! He cares about all of us and shows us consideration!"

"Fifth Sister, please don't talk about big brother like that…"

Tang Xianxi was about to activate his green-tea skills again, but Tang Qingmo suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! You say he cares about you? Just flapping his lips—who can't do that?"

"You're his sugar daddies, after all! He's a fake young master. If he doesn't suck up to you, wouldn't you just kick him out?"

Tang Xianxi: !?

At that instant, Tang Qingmo's words stabbed straight into Tang Xianxi's heart.

"Tang Xianxi, you really think you've got these people wrapped around your finger?" Tang Qingmo smiled at him.

"They can abuse me, their own biological son, however they like. What do you think will happen to a fake like you once you're no longer useful?"

"I…!" Tang Xianxi hesitated.

He really was afraid of being abandoned by the Tang family—that was why he'd done so many things to smear Tang Qingmo, all to protect his own position.

But Tang Qingmo wasn't wrong either!

The Tang family could bully their own flesh and blood without hesitation—so when he, a fake, lost his value…!

At this moment, even the system couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The host was too amazing!

Just a single sentence and he'd already driven a wedge between Tang Xianxi and the Tang family!

"Tang Qingmo! What kind of nonsense are you spewing?!"

Tang Xuerong was extremely agitated. "Xiao Xi is different from you! Even without blood ties, we'll still treat him better than we ever treated you!"

Tang Qingmo sneered. "You're proud of that? You care so much about Tang Xianxi that you freely beat and humiliate me for his sake. What—are you into him? Want him to be your little lover-brother?"

Tang Xuerong & Tang Xianxi: !?

Tang Qingmo had only said that to disgust them—but who would've thought that the very next second, the system would say—

[Sigh, Host… you actually knew?]

?

[What did you just say?]

[Tang Xuerong, of course. And not just her—Tang Feifei also wants to get into some fake-incest action with Tang Xianxi~]

WHAT?!

Chapter 9: Livestreaming in Secret! Exposing the Tang Family’s Evil Deeds to the Public!

Speaking of Tang Xuerong and Tang Feifei, they could be said to be the most vicious and cruel people toward the original owner in the entire Tang family!

Beatings and verbal humiliation were everyday occurrences—on top of that came even worse mental and psychological torment!

They made the original owner crawl on the ground like a dog, eat like a dog, bark like a dog; falsely accused him of stealing; incited Tang Jianren to use family punishment; kicked him out into the garden during a heavy midnight rain and left him there to get soaked, causing him to run a high fever for three days straight… and so on.

All of those inhuman treatments could be found clearly in the original owner's memories!

But since those memories were from the original owner's perspective, they never mentioned that Tang Xuerong and Tang Feifei's feelings toward Tang Xianxi went beyond normal sibling affection!

Wait—

[System, if they want to get into incest with Tang Xianxi, then according to the original timeline—before the Heavenly Dao was invaded by world consciousness, when the original owner was still the favored young master of the Tang family—wouldn't these two sisters have done that to the original owner instead…]

!!!

In an instant, Tang Qingmo felt an unfamiliar chill crawl up his spine. A wave of nausea surged up from his stomach.

He had thought the Tang sisters were just top-tier, version-T0 "perfect fairy girls"—but who would've thought that they…

So disgusting!

As sisters, they actually harbored those thoughts toward their brother…!

[Host, that's not the case!] Seeing Tang Qingmo fall into a massive misunderstanding, the system hurriedly clarified.

[It's because Tang Xianxi had inappropriate close contact with the sisters from a very young age that Tang Xuerong and Tang Feifei's views on relationships became twisted!]

From a very young age?

Suppressing his nausea, Tang Qingmo frowned and asked internally:

[You're saying Tang Xianxi had intimate contact with the Tang sisters since childhood?]

[Yes! The ones he was closest to were Tang Feifei and Tang Xuerong. At home, he would secretly hug them, hold their hands, and so on…]

The system had been summoned by the Heavenly Dao and had continuously observed how the plot became distorted.

After hearing this, Tang Qingmo unconsciously curled his lips into a smile.

Looks like this fake young master has secrets of his own…

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Tang Xuerong's voice snapped Tang Qingmo back to reality.

"Tang Qingmo, accusing Xiao Xi of being an illegitimate child is one thing! But now you're even slandering the pure sibling bond between Xiao Xi and me—there's no saving you!"

Her tone carried a trace of panic, making Tang Qingmo feel sick.

If earlier he had still seen the Tang family as nothing more than clowns putting on a pitiful act, then after learning how filthy Tang Xuerong and the others' hearts truly were, he felt nothing but deep revulsion and disgust.

Tang Qingmo's voice was icy cold.

"Enough. After all this, you're not planning to apologize or compensate me at all?"

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Bai Hualian.

Bai Hualian: !?

[Bai Hualian's regret value +200!]

Tang Qingmo's gaze stung her eyes, but she didn't dare say anything—she simply turned her head away in silence.

"What right do you have to demand compensation? If we hadn't taken you back, you'd still be fighting dogs on the street for food!" Tang Xuerong snarled.

"That's right! You ungrateful white-eyed wolf should be thanking us instead!" Tang Jianren clenched his teeth and said firmly.

Tang Aili and Tang Meixin didn't speak, but the disgust and disappointment on their faces made their stance clear.

"Haha… very good!"

Tang Qingmo couldn't help but burst into laughter. The Tang family's reaction was exactly as he had expected.

Thinking about what was about to happen next—it was impossible not to laugh!

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Jianren asked uneasily.

Ever since he noticed the change in Tang Qingmo's personality, an unease had settled in his heart.

And now, that unease was magnified to the extreme!

Tang Qingmo slowly spread his arms and revealed an icy smile.

"Since you won't apologize, and you all think you've done nothing wrong, then…"

"Let the people of the internet help me seek justice!"

!!!!!

"What did you say?!"

As soon as those words fell, the entire Tang family stared in shock as Tang Qingmo pulled a cellphone out of his pocket.

"I just happened to buy a new phone today. Before this, I'd always been using an old-person phone I picked up from a trash heap. It was my first time using something this high-end, so the store clerk very thoughtfully taught me how to use all the different functions—and then I discovered…"

"So livestreaming can actually make money!"

"!!!!"

Livestreaming!?

The Tang family members were standing some distance away from Tang Qingmo, but they could clearly see that the phone screen was displaying footage from inside the villa!

Realizing something was wrong, Tang Xianxi quickly pulled out his phone and logged in. A piercing scream immediately rang out.

"AHHH!! Dad, Mom! Our house is being livestreamed online!"

Tang Meixin also shouted in panic, "We—we're trending on a ton of hot searches!"

"What?!" Tang Jianren and Bai Hualian immediately snatched the phones from their hands.

What they saw was a livestream with tens of millions of views. The title read:

"Secrets of a Wealthy Family! A Live Look at the Truth Behind the Tang Family's Real and Fake Young Masters!"

The video was flooded with endless scrolling comments, all filled with insults and attacks toward the Tang family!

"Damn! The real-life version of all those real-vs-fake young master novels is actually happening!"

"This is terrifying! They bring their biological son home just to abuse him?!"

"This isn't domestic violence—this is abuse and intentional injury! Where are the cops?! Don't you guys work? @PoliceSafety"

"So disgusting! Is everyone in the Tang family brain-dead or what? That fake young master screams green tea at first glance!"

"What kind of pure-and-innocent persona is Tang Xuerong even playing? Beating and humiliating her own brother—won't that corrupt kids?!"

"Hurry up and blacklist them!"

"I know that Tang Aili—she's a specialist doctor at some hospital and pretty famous too. No way I'm going to that hospital again!"

"If I accidentally offend her, would she stab me with a syringe or something?"

"And that Tang Meixin—isn't she my kid's martial arts instructor? I'm transferring my son to another class tomorrow!"

"Someone like that is actually a teacher? That's terrifying!"

...

…

Reading the endless stream of furious comments, the Tang family's faces turned pitch black.

"You… it's you…!!"

Tang Jianren was so enraged by the comments that his chest started to ache. Judging from the angle of the footage, the camera was pointed straight at them!

"That's right. When I bought my phone today, I happened to see a pretty good product, so I picked it up along with it."

Tang Qingmo smiled brightly and, without hiding anything, pointed at his collar.

If one looked closely, they could see a small black, blinking device.

It was the livestream camera!

"I started filming the moment I entered the house. I very successfully told everyone about my experiences—and showed them your ugly faces, too~"

Originally, Tang Qingmo had planned to film the Tang family's disgusting behavior for a bit longer. But after hearing the system talk about the fake-incest situation, he felt so nauseated that he couldn't help but go public early!

"You… you unfilial son…"

Tang Jianren trembled as he pointed at Tang Qingmo. Rage rushed to his head, making him feel dizzy.

He had never imagined that the other party would secretly start a livestream!

Now… now the Tang family's reputation had been completely destroyed by this unfilial brat!

[Tang Jianren's regret value +200!]

[Tang Jianren's regret value +200!]

...

"You animal—you actually secretly filmed us?!" Tang Xuerong shouted. Even though she knew the livestream was still ongoing, she subconsciously cursed at Tang Qingmo anyway.

[Tang Xuerong's regret value +200!]

Tang Qingmo replied righteously, "Yeah!"

"Aren't you convinced you did nothing wrong? Then let everyone see it!"

Since you don't want to apologize? Don't want to compensate?

Then forget about settling this privately altogether!

Chapter 10: Putting Forward Five Demands!

Tang Qingmo's livestream broke through tens of millions of views in just half an hour, and the amount of tips he received far exceeded what most rookie streamers could ever imagine!

At the same time, multiple trending searches related to the Tang family exploded online!

#Shocking! Novel plots actually come from real life!#

#Tang Family: Real vs. Fake Young Master#

#The real young master is worse than a dog#

#Tang Xuerong: The truth behind her "pure heiress" persona#

#Tang Xuerong get out of the entertainment industry#

#Medical Saint uses needles to stab her own younger brother? What kind of humanity is this…#

Tang Jianren immediately called the Tang Group, only to discover that the stock price was continuously falling in sync with the livestream!

Tang Aili and Tang Meixin were also filled with regret over how heartless their words to Tang Qingmo had been. The carefully crafted public personas they had built up over many years completely collapsed!!

[Tang Jianren Regret Value +200!]

[Tang Aili Regret Value +200!]

[Tang Meixin Regret Value +200!]

[Tang Xianxi Regret Value +200!]

[Tang Jianren Regret Value +200!]

[Tang Meixin Regret Value +200!]

...

[Host! The Tang family's regret values are rising nonstop!]

The system watched the skyrocketing regret points, feeling both excited and deeply impressed.

It really hadn't chosen the wrong person!

This host was insanely strong!!

[Hmph. For wealthy families, aside from money, the most important thing is face.] Tang Qingmo sneered coldly.

Before transmigrating, he had been the head of a top-tier aristocratic family. He knew very well what methods worked best to crush rival clans!

In his eyes, among the Tang family only Tang Meixin could be considered a martial practitioner. The rest were nothing more than beginner-village difficulty!

"Turn off the livestream right now!!" Tang Jianren shouted as he tried to snatch Tang Qingmo's phone.

Tang Qingmo deliberately let him make a move. Just as Tang Jianren's hand was about to reach him, Tang Qingmo shut off the stream—leaving the audience with suspense—and then…

Without mercy, he slapped him hard across the face!

Pa!!

"Huh?"

Tang Jianren was stunned. The rest of the Tang family were stunned too!

A slap? Tang Qingmo had slapped Tang Jianren—the man with the highest authority in the family!?

Before anyone could react, Tang Qingmo followed up with a kick straight to his stomach.

"Ugh!!"

Using full force, Tang Qingmo sent Tang Jianren flying far away!

"Dad!!"

The three Tang sisters and Bai Hualian never expected Tang Qingmo to strike so viciously. They rushed forward to help him up.

"Tang Qingmo, you beast! How dare you treat Dad like this! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning!?" Tang Xuerong screamed at the top of her lungs.

Tang Xianxi was still kneeling as he cried, "Brother, if you're angry, take it out on me! Don't hurt—ah!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Qingmo threw a punch, smashing Tang Hongxi's face and body and sending him flying to the ground! [TN: Here Tang Hongxi is used as a modern chinese internet slang. It indicates his status as a favored son in a wealthy family.]

Damn it!

He was just saying that for show—Tang Qingmo actually hit him!?

Tang Qingmo shook out his hand and said matter-of-factly, "Of course I'm not afraid. The Tang family head has never fulfilled a single responsibility a father should have toward me. What do I have to fear?"

"And as for you all… whenever you felt unwell, you came to me for treatment. Whenever you forgot something for work, you asked me to bring it. You despised the gifts I gave, yet still accepted them when they were valuable… but what did I get in return?"

"Who exactly is the ungrateful white-eyed wolf here? Who deserves to be struck by lightning?"

Tang Qingmo lowered his gaze, his voice turning dark and heavy.

Once he found the Tang family utterly disgusting, he stopped hiding his emotions. At the same time, he released the qi and blood energy he had cultivated, pressing it down upon everyone in the Tang family!

Although he had only cultivated basic body-forging techniques, Tang Qingmo knew exactly how to wield the qi and blood power within his body.

As a result, everyone in the Tang family—except Tang Meixin—was brutally suppressed by Tang Qingmo's qi-and-blood pressure!

"Mm—!!"

Wasn't this bastard supposed to be a useless waste?

Why did he know how to use qi-and-blood power?!

Tang Aili endured the crushing pressure, clenched her teeth, and said, "You… you're not Tang Qingmo at all!"

Over the past three months, she knew perfectly well what kind of trash Tang Qingmo had been—someone who knew nothing and could do nothing!

How could he possibly wield martial power?!

Tang Qingmo laughed. "Dear Second Sister, you seem to have forgotten that before I returned to the Tang family, I came from the Modu Martial Arts Academy."

!?

The Modu Martial Arts Academy was the most elite institution in Huaxia for training top-tier martial artists!

Tang Qingmo had mentioned before that he had stayed there for many years, but since he hadn't activated his qi and blood even once over the past three months, everyone assumed he had been lying!

But now, feeling the power radiating from him…

Could it be that he really had studied at the academy!?

"Even if that's true, how can you use your strength against your own family?!" Tang Meixin stepped forward, shielding the Tang family with her body.

At this moment, only she—a third-rank martial artist—could withstand Tang Qingmo's pressure!

"Because the former Tang Qingmo is already dead."

Tang Qingmo curled his lips into a smile. "Killed by your cruelty and cold-bloodedness."

The Tang family: ...

Killed by them…

If it weren't for how they had treated Tang Qingmo all this time, none of this would have happened today…

The Tang family—and their reputations—wouldn't have been destroyed!!

[Tang Jianren Regret Value +200!]